After Chu Feng left, Mu Lingwei said: "Gu Xiaoshi is quite smart and kind-hearted. Although he is a bit violent, he may be a talent that can be developed."

He said: "You also believe that he is a talent. Once his temper is not properly controlled, and he becomes a soldier, he may become a ruffian."

Mu Lingwei was slightly stunned, and then said: "Who has never been young and frivolous? My husband must not have been so honest before when he was in the military camp!"

Jun Mohan suddenly laughed, scratched the tip of her nose, and said arrogantly: "As a prince, I naturally have to set a good example for all the soldiers."

"Tell lies," she said.

He pursed his thin lips lightly and smiled: "There is no better wife than a wife who knows her husband."

She also didn't want to discuss the comparison between beggars and princes with him, because there was no comparison in itself.

He suddenly said: "The root cause of their loneliness and helplessness existed a long time ago. Beggars are only a small number of people. We can only try our best to change it so that they can live without worries. But they should also work hard. We will protect them for them."

In exchange for peace in the country, they should maintain their own homes. They can decide whether they want to be beggars or farmers."

"Refugees, refugees, and beggars are all in the same trouble. The former two deserve sympathy, and I will find a way to resettle them. The latter's sympathy for them means appeasement of them. To put it more intuitively, their begging is taking advantage of the sympathy of kind people.

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"Winning this battle will not allow us to sit back and relax. The soldiers have only defended the border area, and the domestic problems have become more severe."

He added: "But I believe that one day, there will be no more homeless people, refugees, or beggars in this land we live in. I will try my best to change it and never let them be displaced due to war."

Mu Lingwei hugged him, snuggled against his side, and nodded: "Well, I believe you."

Jun Mohan is calm and calm. He is a born leader and can control the overall situation.

In her heart, he was a great man who cared about the country and the people, a good man with great ambitions.

"Then have you thought about how to resettle those refugees?" Mu Lingwei asked: "If the problems of the refugees are not solved, they will become the biggest hidden danger."

"This is what I am most worried about. The rebels will not give up the uprising just because I have defended the border and repelled the enemy."

Jun Mohan frowned and said: "I have asked Guo Yan to start an investigation. In addition to the flooding caused by the heavy rain this time, there are also people who escaped from military disasters in previous years and were even forced to become homeless by the big officials.

Those who return.”

"Check their original household registration and let them return to their hometowns to buy properties. In the disaster-stricken areas, their houses and fertile fields were washed away. The national treasury allocated funds to help them settle down for free and exempted and exempted taxes..."

"The government will not only strengthen household registration management, but will also introduce a series of superior policies, build warehouses in various places, and encourage farming. They will have food to eat and their lives will be stable, and the number of refugees will naturally decrease."

This is what Jun Mohan has been busy with. First, the treasury must have money, and with the money, the emperor must also allocate funds.

"Anyway, it's a waste of money." She said, "It's really troublesome to raise troops and support the people!"

Jun Mohan nodded, "Nothing can be done without money, otherwise everything is empty talk."

"I agree, so we have to find ways to make more money. In addition to making more money ourselves, we also need to let the people be self-sufficient and make more money." She said lightly: "I thought of a way for the people to make a little money in their spare time.

way."

He said: "What can we do?"

"Trade!" She added: "Boss Mu supports his family by doing trade, and the Yan family is also very rich by doing business. You always talk about scholars, farmers, industry and merchants, and rank merchants last, but it's just that

Businessmen are the least worried about food."

Jun Mohan smiled and said, "Perhaps I can establish a trade route established by the government to give the people more convenience, but the problem now is that the people do not trust the government, there are too many corrupt officials, the laws are imperfect, and it is beyond the reach of the whip."

"Take your time, you can't dig out a fat baby with a hoe," she said.

There was a pattering of rain outside the window.

Except for going to the latrine, the two of them stayed in the room.

Jun Mohan told her all his ideals and ambitions.

She also told him all her plans.

Jun Mengfei turned into a little cook again and arranged a big meal for them. After several people had dinner, Grandma Cui's old cold leg became sick again, so she gave Grandma Cui an injection.

It’s true that it’s a rainy day and a guest’s day.

As night fell, the heavy rain gradually stopped, and the town became very quiet. Smoke from cooking stoves rose above the town, and stars lit up.

Just after returning to the room, Mu Lingwei suddenly suggested: "Let's go for a walk!"

It was rare for Jun Mohan to have free time. Even if he was on the road a few days ago, he had official business to deal with. Just now he was busy for a while while she was treating Aunt Cui.

So he said: "I'm tired in spring and tired in autumn. It's suitable for sleeping. I don't want to take a walk."

"I just had dinner and I need to go for a walk to eat," she said.

He put his arm around her waist again, closed the door directly, and pressed her against the door: "I see you eat very little, and I just don't have enough to eat either."

She stopped him and said, "Another excuse. You can't always be full and warm and have lustful thoughts. This is a bad habit and will make your mind rotten."

Fortunately, no one else lived on the entire second floor. Besides, she had been sleeping all day and her waist was about to break. She couldn't sleep anymore.

He wanted to have sex with her once when she was taking a nap, and then he stayed with her until dinner was cooked. Now she really couldn't sleep.

"We are husband and wife, normal way of communication." He chuckled: "Who said I was lustful? I really want to sleep."

He didn't mean what he said, and kissed her lips and neck, making her whole body go soft. Jun Mohan seemed to have grasped her sensitive areas and could easily arouse her desire.

She got up from his arms dripping with sweat and said coquettishly: "This is our married life. We don't do anything serious all day long."

"What you do is business. There is nothing more important than serving your wife." Jun Mohan chuckled.

Mu Lingwei felt that she couldn't be with him. After cleaning herself briefly, she said, "I'm going for a walk. Can't you get up?"

"Okay." He was still lying on the bed.

Mu Lingwei glared at him again, wondering why she wasn't so easy to talk to just now, "I don't want to go."

"It's up to you."

"I'd better go!" She deliberately contradicted him.

Jun Mohan laughed, "Originally, I was planning to take you for a walk when the rain stopped, but it kept raining."

"The rain has stopped long ago."

Jun Mohan walked to the window and opened it, and a cool breeze hit him.

"Aling, come here." He shouted to her.

Mu Lingwei was about to arrange her long hair when she chuckled: "Why did you call me Aling again?"

"Because this is the name my husband gave you, Aling."

She didn't show any pretense, she braided her loose hair and walked to the window.
Chapter completed!